: I make it half past six you come at seven Always trying to keep me, hanging round You little spoilt thing, girl you kept me waiting Never contemplating
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I make it half past six you come at seven Always trying to keep me, hanging round You little spoilt thing, girl you kept me waiting Never contemplating
Tradução: Reina. ¿Quién te necesita.